“Do not believe that he who seeks to comfort you lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life has much difficulty and sadness. . . were it otherwise; he would never have been able to find those words.”

There’s the quote. Actually got it off of a gay.com profile.

The posts not made

My last two posts started out long and involved, but never got off the ground for technical reasons (yay emacs). And I have other big ones bubbling up inside me: Bush’s state of the union, and thoughts on it, the politics of economics, an update on the community thing, a detailed summary of gg&s, and an example of the sort of conflict I felt while reading it, over the moral/ethical ramifications v the practical/rational consequences, as applied to veganism.

Yet, for this, I must budget time for lj. Which hasn’t happened much lately. I missed like a week of potentially interesting friendslisty things. Probably a symptom of the deficit I’ve been feeling in my internal maintenance budgeting of time. Soon, soon, soon…

Need to learn to say “No, I’m not giving you time.” without offering excuses, or feeling guilty about it to good peoples. There are a surplus of them in my life.

Oh yeah, and Ro is going to lobby for an extension to my hours (3/4 time) and a raise for me. Probably something about making some math work out in exactly the desired fashion. <pats self on back>

So, the NM trip may or may not happen, but it looks like before that goes down, I will be taking a trip out to arcosanti and working for a bit out there. Curious, yet anxious. Exploration of what it is that I want. Also, hopefully cute friend of Ro’s will join us there. Hmmmm…. =)

More me time soon.

Bleh, poorness, bleh maintenance.

Signs that I need more income, including the trivial and the serious

  • I am consistently about half a month behind in rent to simon
  • I have yet to pay aaron for phone/dsl since we moved in
  • I have made little headway on my debtload since I started my current work. Though, as of this moment, I am behind on no payments.
  • I am concerned over the button I just popped on my two year old pants (ironically, brand name of “one tough brand”), guess my waistline is expanding.
  • I continue to use a laptop that was cutting edge probably about 8 years ago, despite a hardware glitch presenting a vertical redline down the right side of the screen, exposed hinges, a complete lack of graceful response to being closed or unplugged, such that I consistently lose data every time I leave it out of my presence in the living room for more than 15 minutes when misc.{roommate|guest} cleans the apartment, and sometimes truly crappy wireless reception in my room.

Possible avenues to obtaining more money.

Mugging: I’d have to be threatening or hurt people. Ewww.
Begging: Don’t like asking for stuff or money, and handle rejection poorly.
Whoring: Std exposure is icky, and honestly more importantly, I have enough issues surrounding sex that this is just a bad bad bad idea.
Waiting: Parents seem to be in good health (for which I am grateful =)

I guess that leaves getting more work

The work I’m doing now makes alot of other jobs not-a-step-up. They pay is about as good as I could possibly expect from full time temp work, and not half as soul-gnawing, and all for only half time. It is programming, which is a downer. It is indirectly for the military: another downer. On the other hand, the rather informal nature of the work environment, and the casual friendship with my employer makes it one of the more comfortable setups I’ve had from a social perspective.

I like working closely with a small number of people. I like relaxed settings. I am comfortable with science and rationalistic topics, though I prefer something with a human side as well. I like explaining, exploring, investigating, suggesting, and in general proposing, examining, advocating, or refining ideas. I delight in a sense of connection and free flowing communication. I’m also way pro self-improvement, and assisting others with improvement of themselves.

Not sure what I could do with all that. But it’s there, as an examination of self. Also, yay emacs lj-update.

Day of acquisition

Wednesday started off at the gym. Trying to get in a MWF habit. Seems to be working thus far. Though I do need to get up earlier.

Ro and I did the final steps of turning his bedroom into an office. Tuesday was Ikea: smaller futon, chairs, table/desk, assemble and arrange. Wednesday, we picked up whiteboard and powerstrip. It worked out fairly well. The whiteboard is smaller than I’m used to, but there’s no bothersome searching for an open space to work, and no distractions from other people nearby or my conscience over using space intended for students.

It’ll take a little getting used to, this is not an ideal situation, but, then again, this is most assuredly not an indefinite employment situation, either.

Anyway. We took out the mini-futon his roommate had replaced with a loveseat, lint-brushed enough doghair off to make a small sweater, and tried to beat the dust out of the mattress and eventually gave up. I biked home, Ro caught up with futon, unloaded it, then we did laundry.

Back home, drop off laundry, go to endgame. Played Lost Cities w/, purchased carcassone: hunters & gatherers, then played it with Ro, Josh, and this guy named Matt. Then had a painfully protracted game of fist of dragonstones. I think I should have won it, because I got an extra renew-able bidding token in the first turn, and nobody else did until much later in the game (and he didn’t win either). Stupid bidding game. =) Stupid capitalism, too.

Oh yeah, & will be coming in to town tomorrow or saturday. He has an interview with UCB. Excellent. All is proceeding according to plan. =)

Off to lunch plans.

Work trip

So, it seems that for work related purposes, I may be journeying with Ro out to Boeing in Albuqerque in a couple weeks. It seems that the flights are usually indirect. I proposed flying through Phoenix with an extra long layover so I could check out Arcosanti, and perhaps meet the wonderful AZ natives among you. Ro was amenable. What say you? =)

Dammit

In one of your journals I ran across a quote that goes something like….
“do not imagine that the one whose quiet words bring you comfort lives in a place of undisturbed peace, were it so, he could never found those words”.

Who are you, dammit? And what is the quote? =)